Secrets

“Harry, get up time for school,” Anne said as she shook Harry out of bed. Two days passed, Harry goes to school today hoping that this school would be better. “That’s full of shit Harold you know that all schools are the same.” The voice came back into his head, the voice that caused Harry pain that made him feel like he was nothing.

Shut the fuck up! Harry muttered inside as he walked to the bathroom to fix his curls. After he fixed his hair he put on a tight fitted white shirt and black skinnies then headed down the stairs. Harry walked down to the kitchen to see a plate of eggs and bacon made into a face. Harry laughed as Anne gave him a hug then they both looked at the door knowing that it was time to go.

Harry got into Anne cars as they drove off to Harry new school, Easton High, the home of the Eagles. Harry got out of the car with a wave goodbye then looked at the new school, “You’re not going to last long here fag! You should have ended this pain when you had the chance…”

Fuck off, Harry growled under his breath as he took his first step in the building.
The school was smaller compared to Harry’s other school. The hallways smaller and the lockers were a huge like it could fit a whole person in there. As Harry slowly walked around the school, a preppy brunette girl walked up behind Harry and asked him, “Hey are you new?”

Harry turned around to see a beautiful girl popping bubbles out her mouth.

“Hey kid, are you new here?” The girl asked Harry but Harry said nothing. Harry wanted to tell her that he was new but before he even had the chance to talk, the girl walked away.

The girl had enough of Harry’s ignorance and walked up to one of her friends. “That kid acted like I was nothing Luna I swear.”

“Maybe he was to surprised about the school that he didn’t know what to say, Ang,” The blonde hair girl, Luna, said to her friend Angie.

“I don’t know,” Angie said with a big sigh. “I’m going to try again.”

Angie walked up to Harry tapping his shoulder and started to talk again, “Hey what’s your name?” Harry turned around facing the girl but said nothing.

“Hello?” Angie said again waving her hand across his face but with a tone. “Kid you are really pissing me off!”

“Babe what’s wrong?” Angie’s boyfriend James said hugging her waist.

“This kid keeps ignoring me. I would get his attention but when I want him to talk he says nothing but with a stare,” Angie said to James.

James then spoke up with a tough tone to his voice, “Hey I don’t like people who treat my girl like she shits so show her some respect.”

Harry looked at the boy with big eyes then back at the girl with nothing to say. James grabbed Harry with a surprise and held him up by his collar making Harry whimper, “Hey I don’t like to repeat myself and I don’t like you right now so…"Harry closed his eyes waiting for James to hit him but nothing happened. Harry opened his eyes to meet a blue eyed boy wearing black clothing and a piercing on his lip standing next to him yelling at the guy who held Harry in the air.

“Hey James what the fuck are you doing to this kid?” The blue eyed kid yelled at James.

“This kid was ignoring Ang and I got sick of it so I got his attention Louis,” James started until the boy eyed boy, Louis, cut him off.

“So that gives you the fucking right to pick a fucking fight with the new kid because he didn’t shit to you? Maybe there’s a fucking reason why he didn’t speak you, asshole, like one maybe he was scared since he is the new kid. Next time you want to start shit make it a god damn fucking reason!” Louis yelled at James as James walked away.

Harry looked at the blue eyed boy with a smile and a nod. The boy started to talk but Harry stopped him before he could finish as he pulled out paper and pen. The boy looked at Harry confused as Harry handed it to the boy.

I’m sorry but my name is Harry, Harry Styles and I’m new here as you know and I would like it if someone could show me around please? I am a Junior and f you’re asking why I stopped you from talking is because well I can hear you loud and clear I just-never mind. I’m nervous that’s all.

Louis looked at the curly haired boy with a smile then began to talk. Harry wrote down on his paper and handed it to Louis,

Sorry again but you what’s your name?

Louis smiled at the note then wrote back to Harry,

I’m sorry, my name is Louis Tomlinson, I am a Senior and I would love to show you around to your classes. I hope we have the same classes together. But can I ask why you just don’t want to talk like a normal person?

I-I c-can’t. I’m afraid that you would make fun of me like the rest of the people at my other school did.

I would never make fun of you. I may look like a horrible person on the outside doesn’t mean that I have some good inside. ;)

I trust you… a little but the reason why I’m having you talk like this is because I’m-god this is hard to do. Im’amuteandthat’sthereasonwhyI’mhavingyoutalklikethis…

Louis looked at Harry as Harry held him head facing the ground then wrote back to Harry with a grin,

That’s nothing to be a shame of. Haz, if people made fun of you because of that just means that they had fucking nothing to do in their lives but to pick on the weak, which I think is fucking stupid. If anyone causes any problems to you, come to me and I will handle that for you.

Harry smiled at the note as the two boys walked to their first class together. They walked into the class as the teacher, Mr. Elderman, gave them both a glare and his arms crossed against his chest.

“Mr. Tomlinson, why are you late and please give me a good reason of why I should not give a detention?” Mr. Elderman said in an angered voice.

Louis looked at Mr. Elderman with a smirk, “I was showing the new student around the school since he was lost and didn’t know of where to go so that should be a good excuse of why I was late.”

With that Louis walked back to his desk, showing Harry the empty seat next to him and Harry sat down.

“So kids we got a new student named Harry Styles from Holmes Chapel. Harry, would you like to tell the class about yourself?” Mr. Elderman said looking at Harry. Harry handed Louis a piece of paper to read in front of the class, My name is Harry from Holmes Chapel, seventeen years and I am-. Louis looked at Harry who put his head down, looking at the window with a smile. Louis looked back at the piece of paper then thought that he would say something better about Harry.

“As you all know his name is Harry from Holmes Chapel but this boy is special. I bet some of you are wondering why is Louis talking about Harry not Harry himself well I would give you a reason why if you guys do not to judge him. Harry is mute, meaning that he can’t talk. He can hear you but he just can’t reply back and if I see any of you treat his differently you would have to go through me. Just because he’s mute doesn’t mean that he’s not human. He’s the same as me and you so treat him right. Oh and if you think that bad boy Louis has gone soft, I am still the same Louis as I was yesterday so don’t you dare push my buttons,” Louis said as everyone in the classroom jaws dropped.


Louis sat down in his chair; patted Harry’s back making him jump then looked at Louis with a smile. “Maybe this Louis kid isn’t bad at all. I think I just made a new friend on the first day,” Harry said to himself.

“But like the rest of your friend they all faded away once they knew your little hidden secret. He wouldn’t like you because of your past and of your disability Faggot,” The voice said to Harry.

Harry put his head down on the desk, gripping his head, shaking his head. Louis tried to get Harry’s attention without the teacher looking.

“Harold there’s nothing you can do to get rid of me, I’m part of you. The Louis kid is doing nothing about this, nobody cares about you, nobody. Not your mom, dad, or your brother. This is why you should have died when you had the chance. I bet if you did it nobody would care not even-”

Harry’s voice slowly faded out when Harry looked up to see Louis rubbing circles on his back, calming him down. Louis then wrote down on his binder paper then passed it to Harry, making sure that Mr. Elderman wasn’t looking. Harry looked at the note with a smile then nodded at Louis and continued to watch Mr. Elderman walk around the room.

Harry, if you need anything at all, just give me a call and I will always be there. ;) I will be waiting for you to tell me but I probably have to earn your trust with it so I’ll wait. When all of your classes end, you can join me and my ‘friends’ for lunch. Try to enjoy some of your classes. I know that we have this class, fourth hour, lunch and the last hour together. You could sit by me and promise me that if anyone hurts you come to me, okay?

“Okay he talked to you big deal. He’s going to hurt you like the rest of your friends did, and guess what you would be coming back to me to help you out.”

Harry growled to himself as the voice continued to talk until the class bell rang. Louis patted Harry’s back with a smile the walked out of the classroom. Half of the day was slow for Harry. All he did was sit there in the classroom without a word as the teacher continued to
talk.

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